Easily the closest thing to art that ESPN will ever air. Of course, that bar is so low that you could trip over it.

Seems like a missed opportunity for "Let's Pretend We're Married"

Elemental chaos theory dictates that Z-Machine will eventually turn against the audience. And with 22 arms, that's a lot of hurting and shoving and hoyven mayven.

"Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak / Somewhere in this town" Unless Dublin has a prison system greater than believed, this shouldn't be too hard to pin down.

Somebody go ahead, tell me Noam Chomsky died, and officially kill any vestiges of weekend buzz hanging in the air. R.I.P., Lou. Hope the afterlife is alright.